nt to What is Xiao Zheng, what kind of grass is he"Sima Yue smiled and said: "What kind of grass is Xiao Zheng He's a genuine up-and-comer." 。"Xiao Xing said, “This commoner just wants to climb up th...In the slight tremor of the car, Liang Jingjing looked at the pushpin for a while, feeling a bit hesitant to stab it in. 。Actually, since she started working in the Municipal Party Committee Office Secretariat, Xiao Zheng has been quite good to her. He treats her as an equal, just like tonight, allowing her to pour him wine, which shows his trust in her. 。Equality and trust, those were things she had never received from Yan Wu, or Cui Tingjian, or Sun Liangji, and the others.

Yet today, she was going to treat him this way, not only drugging him but also sending him to the gates of hell. 。g a snowstorm. At that time, Xiaoting's father was still alive. 。The next day, Grandpa and Dad used planks to support the collapsed area. They worked together, pouring concrete, bricks, and steel bars...